Some people may find me annoying
They don’t like the way that I dress
Some people may think I’m too bossy
Others may moan ‘she’s an absolute mess!’
Some may say that they like me
The joy that I bring, they’re a fan
They think that I’m funny and laugh at my jokes
Hoping I’ll stay as I am
But hey, you can’t please ‘um all
I’ve tried but it really don’t work
And maybe the pleasing ain’t pleasing
Cos I’ll think good intentions yet sound like a jerk
So some people like me and others may not
The question is why do I care?
As I can’t change the way that they see me
But myself, I can change how I cope with their stare
